Dressed as a widow, raising cubs, farming and building infrastructure in Ming Dynasty

During those days in the snow cave in the Gobi Desert, Zhu Yue told her about the positive significance of Liu Jin's reforms and gave her a high evaluation.

The Ming Dynasty has been in operation for more than 100 years. The originally good system has become dilapidated after years of corruption and corruption.During the Hongzhi Dynasty, the three virtuous elders who were praised by others as "Li Gongmou, Liu Gongdan, and Xie Gongyou Kankan" did not bring the hope of reform to the dynasty.

The combat effectiveness of the army is low, the gap between the rich and the poor in society is getting wider and wider, and wealth is concentrated in the hands of officials, gentry and landlords, making it increasingly difficult for ordinary people, poor soldiers, and military households to survive.

The imperial court had to pay a large amount of annual silver to various border towns every year, which put great financial pressure.

Liu Jin was born into a poor family, but after being re-employed by the emperor, he dared to offend the officials and gentry. He took inventory of the use of annual silver in each border town, re-measured the military land, and audited the salt administration's revenue and expenditure, offending a large number of people.

With Zhu Yue's guidance, Qin Liu jumped out of his original stereotype and had complicated feelings about the powerful official in the dynasty who he didn't know but might be chasing him.

Very few people who have the courage to reform will have a happy ending.

The famous "Shang Yang's Reform" in history made Qin the overlord of the Warring States Period, but Shang Yang himself was cut into pieces by the people in power.

If these officials appointed by Liu Jin cause a big mess, I'm afraid Liu Jin will take the blame in the end.

In turn, Qin Liu's impression of Liu Jian was more complicated.

From the perspective of personal conduct and morality, Liu Jian should have nothing to say and can be called a model official and a model scholar.

But when he was in power, could he really not see the shortcomings of the dynasty?Why didn't we consider carrying out corresponding reforms or take measures to prevent the situation from developing in a worse direction?
Maybe he still cherishes his feathers too much and is good at protecting himself wisely.

Until Hu Guangsi came out after finishing his work, Yang Shen was still thinking hard with his head down.

When Qin Liu and Hu Guangsi saw this, they didn't bother him and just started communicating among themselves.

Hu Guangsi said excitedly: "Guess who I met at the governor's office? A Qianhu named He Jin who was on good terms with the Anhua Palace! He heard that I was General Qiu's staff, so he invited me to be a guest at the Anhua Palace. , The attitude is extremely enthusiastic! Ah Jiang, do you want me to go or not?"

Qin Liu rolled his eyes at him, "You are a small staff member, what do you want to do to make friends with the vassal king? Instead of making friends with the vassal king in this town, why not flatter our great talent Yang and ask him to write a few poems to praise your Yuquanying camp? , maybe it will make your Yuquanying famous all over the world!"

Hu Guangsi smiled naively and did not refute.

Yang Shen had come to his senses and joked: "A Jiang is still so sharp-tongued."

Qin Liu and Hu Guangsi both looked at Yang Shen with smiles and bright eyes.

Yang Shen drank the tea in one gulp and smoothed his sleeves proudly, "Isn't it just about composing poetry? Come on!"

His eyes flickered and he chanted slowly.

“There are ruined mountains and remaining water, and tigers and dragons fight against each other every year.

Qin Palace, Han Garden, Jin Family Camp, the source of the river flows with blood, and the hair is majestic.

The white-haired poet is sitting idle on his horse, feeling nostalgic about the past and feeling sad about the past.

The fields on the battlefield are so wide and flat that the predecessors will not go there, leaving them to be cultivated by future generations. "

Hu Guangsi clapped his hands and exclaimed: "What a great example of 'the predecessors will not leave, but will stay with the future generations to till the land!' Waiter, serve the wine, let's have a big drink!"

Qin Liu smiled and said: "The poem is good, but this is just a tea shop. If you want to drink, you have come to the wrong place."

Hu Guangsi was not annoyed. He picked up the teapot and poured tea for everyone. He smiled and said, "It's just as fashionable to replace wine with tea."

Qin Liu sighed slightly.

"What do you mean by leaving it to be cultivated by future generations? The world is greedy and always thinks about future generations. As everyone knows, since ancient times, the longest dynasty can only be 300 years. All fame and wealth are in vain."

Yang Shen said calmly: "Even if everything turns around and comes to nothing, the state of mind will naturally be different if you have worked hard and if you have not worked hard. Life only lasts a few decades, so you must live up to your time to make this life worthwhile."

Qin Liu's eyes were clear.Yang Shen has been famous since he was a child, but now that he is over 19 years old, he is still a poor man, and there is always a lot of injustice in his heart.His father was a [-]-year-old Jinshi!

In contrast, women do not have the burden of fame and fortune.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit depressing, Hu Guangsi smiled and said: "The rise and fall of history is always too far away from ordinary people like us. It is better to use Pipa as the title and compose another poem to soothe and soothe the minds of us Northwest people."

Yang Shen raised his eyebrows confidently and responded in a moment.

"The back window reflects the Chinese watch, and the chain is tied with brocade ribbon.

The peach leaves are small and the sweetgum is high.

Cattle and sheep go to the green graves, while foxes and rabbits go to the yellow annua.

Staying at the guest house is so late at night, and I want to be drunk with rose apples. "

Qin Liu couldn't write poetry, so he could only look at Yang Shen with admiration.

Hu Guangsi pondered for a while and then asked with a puzzled face: "You are a master of allusion in practicing cultivation. I know this peach leaf is the concubine of the poet Wang Xianzhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. But what is the meaning of this liquidambar? I understand this green tomb, but this What code was used for Artemisia annua?"

Qin Liu interrupted him: "Wait, Taoye is a personal name?"

Hu Guangsi looked at Qin Liu with disdain, "Nanjing's Taoye Ferry and Yangzhou's 24 Bridges have been legends since ancient times. Ah Jiang, have you read into the dog's belly?"

Yang Shenwen took over the conversation: "Wang Xianzhi loved Taoye. When she traveled between the Qinhuai and Huaihe Rivers, Wang Xianzhi was worried about her. He often greeted her at the ferry in person and wrote "Peach Leaf Song" for her. There are four of them."

"Peach leaves reflect red flowers, and there is no wind, and you are graceful. There are no limits to the spring flowers, and Gan Lang alone picks me."

"Peach leaves are connected to peach leaves, and peach trees are connected to peach roots. Compassion for each other makes me diligent."

"Peach leaves are peach leaves, you don't need to cross the river. But there is no suffering in crossing, I will welcome you."

"The peach leaves are peach leaves, and there is no need to wait for the oar to cross the river. The storm is unpredictable, and there is no life to cross the river south."

When Qin Liu heard that "the storm was unpredictable, he had no chance to cross the Yangtze River south of the Yangtze River", he knew it was a sad love story. He did not continue to ask, but asked: "What is the allusion to the liquidambar?"

"The tone of maple is the pipa tune of ancient music. When played downwards, the sound is like thunder. It is so wonderful that it is fascinating. This is what I learned when I learned to play pipa."

"What about Aotsuka?"

"The Qingzhong is the tomb of Zhaojun." Yang Shen said lightly, but took a deep look at Qin Liu.

Qin Liu immediately understood what he was referring to.

Wang Zhaojun went out to meet the Huns, and she was engaged to Baers, just like Wang Zhaojun in ancient times.

Wang Zhaojun and her relatives made outstanding contributions to the peace between the Huns and the Han Dynasty, but she herself went to a foreign land. After her death, cattle and sheep gnawed the grass on the tomb. I am afraid that only she herself knew the hardships and hardships.

Qin Liu lowered his head and drank tea.Her engagement to Bars did not reach the level of marriage. Although it was prompted by realistic pressure, there was still true love in it, which was different from Zhaojun's departure.

As for whether there are foxes, rabbits, cattle, and sheep on the grave after death, she doesn't care.

"What does Huanghao mean?"

"Du Fu has a poem that goes, "The clouds in the ancient city of Huanghao are not clearing, the white fox jumps over the beam and the yellow fox stands," I'm just quoting it here.

Hu Guangsi couldn't help but sigh: "Using cultivation is a talent for learning and memorizing. Guangsi admires it extremely!"

Qin Liu smiled and shook his head: "You literati just can't get rid of the bad habit of complimenting each other! Didn't you say you want to buy a pipa today? Let's ask Dr. Tea, where can I buy pipa?"